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Hermione walked down the halls of Hogwarts, begging for the quiet that the library currently wasn't going to be able to give her.

"Disgusting, Lavender and Ron in a place where I'm trying to study. It's like they are rubbing how alone I am in my face," she said to herself, hearing the quiet moaning coming from the other side of the book case, finding Ron and Lavender snogging, AGAIN. As she thought about what she had seen, and feeling the jealousy roll in her stomach again, she came to the secret corridor that hid her special hiding place where she would go to study.

She felt the calm rush over here as she walked down the familiar corridor. No one knew about it, not even Rona and Harry. She loved them, but sometimes she just needed to be by herself to think. She wasn't paying attention when she walked into a rock solid body. She fell to the floor, shocked, she began to apologize when she looked up and saw the familiar sneer and grey eyes.

"Watch where you're going mudblood," he said with emphasis on the last word. She looked up at him angrily as she stood up, wand in hand.

"Why Malfoy? You don't like it when I'm near you," she asked sweetly, but her sneer said how she was really feeling.

"Why would I wanna be near you? You don't even deserve to breathe the same air as me," Malfoy said pompously at her.

"What ever Malfoy, I don't really care anymore. You aren't worth my time," Hermione said tiredly, not wanting to get into a confrontation with him at the moment. She gathered her stuff from the floor and walked away from a shocked and sneering Malfoy.

"Did I say you could walk away from me Granger," he yelled as he sped up his walking pace to keep up with her.

"Go away Malfoy. I'm not in the mood," Hermione said nonchalantly.

"I don't care. I never gave you permission to walk away from me," he said, his voice getting louder and louder with each word.

"Contrary to your belief, you can't control me Malfoy. Now leave me alone or I'll hex you into next week," she said in a more frustrated tone of voice this time as he continued to annoy and follow her. She finally found the door that lead to her hidden place. She sighed with relief from the sight of the room. It seemed to be deep in the castle, because there weren't any windows. There was a large red couch and winged back chair that was set in front of the large fireplace. There was a desk on the side that held a few candles to work by. The whole room was covered in candles, bringing a nice warm glow to everything.

"What is this place Granger," Malfoy said in an annoyed voice, breaking her moment. She growled before answering, trying to calm her anger down.

"It's just a little place where I come to study Malfoy. Now leave."

He just walked in past her, totally ignoring the redness in her face from anger. He walked around, looking at the engravings on the walls. It seems to be telling a story, but he couldn't figure out what. He turned around, about to ask her what the engraving meant, when he saw her standing near the fireplace. He noticed the beautiful glow it gave to her golden hair and pale skin. He also noticed the redness in her cheeks from anger and the heat.

"Why do you insist on tormenting me Malfoy! I just wanted to get some peace and quiet to think, and then you come along bothering me," Hermione yelled, fed up with the bull shit.

"How dare you yell at me like that you mudblood, I'm tired of your know-it-all attitude," Malfoy yelled right back.

"Well to bad, because it's not going away anytime soon! Now leave me alone," Hermione said, the force of her yell shacking the walls. And that's when they realized that it wasn't her yell but an earthquake.

As the room continued to shake they both got under the large desk and sat at opposite ends. They glared at each other, but were too scared to say anything yet. When the shaking was finally done they got out from underneath the desk. They looked around at the mess from the earthquake. The chairs were flipped over, debris from the ceiling all over the floor…and the door.

"The door," they said simultaneously as they ran over to it, seeing a huge rock right in front of it. Malfoy tried moving it, pushing as hard as he could until he turned red. He stopped and looked defeated, "It's no use. It won't move."

"Are you a wizard or not," Hermione asked as she lifted her wand to perform a spell.

"That won't work," a deep voice said out of nowhere, causing both Hermione and Malfoy to jump.

"Who's there," Malfoy said, trying to put a brave face on.

"I am the rock. The rock that Hogwarts was built out of," the deep voice said. Then a face in the stone appeared at the opposite wall from where Hermione and Malfoy were.

"So you did this," Hermione asked.

"Yes," the face said slowly, sounding very out of breath.

"Why. I don't wann be stuck in a room with her," Malfoy said with a sneer.

"That's exactly why I did this. I have been around for thousands and thousands of years. Since the beginning of time. I have seen many students pass through the halls, seeing the house disunity, but none as bad as you two. You two, along with the boy who lived and Weasley need to learn how to get along. For the sake of the wizarding world. There is a dark evil brewing, and you four are the only ones who can stop it. So you two will stay in here until you resolve everything with each other. I'm t old to handle your bickering," he told them, his voice even deeper and stern.

"I can't handle this. I can't handle being in here with this pompous ass," Hermione said, looking very scared and frustrated.

"You will have to. Or you won't leave," the stone face said.

"What about food, and going to the bathroom," Malfoy asked distressed.

"Food will appear at the same times everyone else's does. There is a bathroom just over there," the face said, using it to point in a small little area where you can see a bathroom.

"And what about class," Hermione asked, her voice getting high pitched.

"The teachers and Professor Dumbledore agree with what I'm doing, they are aware of where you are," the face said, nodding his head slightly.

"So we are stuck here? Together? For how long," Malfoy asked, puffing up his chest, trying to seem more intimidating.

"Yes, and you will stay here until I believe you two have resolved everything. The darkness is drawing near, and you two need to fight together for the light to win." Suddenly it went quiet, the stone face gone.

They stood there awkwardly, waiting for something to happen. Malfoy finally broke the silence, "Now what?"

A/N: That's chapter one. This is my first fan fic, so if you do review, please be nice. I take constructive criticism, but I don't take meanness, so be warned. Hope you liked it